After my obvious and somewhat embarrassing staring session, Damien led me into the jet. The interiors almost knocked me off my feet. It was so magnificent, I could live in there for the rest of my life.

"You can sit now." He said sardonically. That was when I noticed he was already seated with his laptop placed in front of him.

I was perplexed. Why was he seating comfortably? I watched one of the air hostesses hoist a black suitcase that obviously wasn't mine into the luggage compartments.

"You're coming with me?" I asked dumbly.

"What does it look like?" He answered in a clipped tone.

"Yeah, sorry." I mumbled,...